Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

Is Wu Dalang finally dead?

How did this guy die?

died of illness?suicide?He killed?

Where did this guy die?

Questions like these kept popping up in Ximen Qing's mind, but Ximen Qing was certain that he had never been out of the house since he came back from Zishi Street. As for sleepwalking and killing people, it was simply impossible.

Because in Ximen Qing's arms, there is Xue'er who is still entangled like an octopus, even if she can sleepwalk, it is impossible.

Ximen Qing helplessly pushed Xue'er awake, gave some instructions, got dressed and went to the ground, and opened the door. Sure enough, outside was Xiao Tianqing who was full of anxiety, with a strange expression about to urinate.

"Where is he? Take me there!" Ximen Qing didn't talk nonsense, the little Tianqing in front of him probably only knew that Wu Dalang was dead, and couldn't figure out why.Or ask Pan Jinlian directly!

"The little one has been taken to the study." Xiao Tianqing lit a lantern in front of her to illuminate it: "Master, be careful where you step."

"Okay, who else knows?" Ximen Qing asked after thinking about it. Regardless of the reason, Pan Jinlian's visit late at night must be bad. At this time, we should strictly keep our mouth shut, and the fewer people who know, the better.

Seeing the master's question, Xiao Tianqing replied without thinking: "The two young men on the night shift at the door, and the butler. But Pan Jinlian looked flustered and refused to say anything. Later, when she saw that the young man was called over, she finally got along with her." The younger one said it."

"Okay." Ximen Qing snatched the lantern, his face darkened under the dim light of the lantern: "I'll just go to the study by myself, and you can tell the housekeeper that this matter is strictly confidential. If anyone outside Let me know if there is trouble in the wind, and kill them one by one!"

Xiao Tianqing looked at Ximen Qing with a serious expression, knowing that her master was not joking, she shuddered secretly, nodded silently, and walked away in the dark.

Ximen Qing came to the front and saw that an oil lamp had been lit in the study over there. Looking from the outside, there was a figure moving back and forth in the room.

It seems that Pan Jinlian was quite shocked.

Ximen Qing approached the door, knocked lightly twice, and Pan Jinlian exclaimed in a low voice: "Who...who is outside?"

"Liu Niang, it's me!" Before Ximen Qing finished speaking, the door of the room had already been pulled open by Pan Jinlian, and she lay down on Ximen Qing's arms like a night bird throwing herself into the forest.

"Your official, you are finally here..." Pan Jinlian burst into tears as she endured for a long time: "Da Lang..."

"Don't worry, Liu Niang, there are many people in the mansion, go in and sit down and talk slowly." Ximen Qing entered the study with Pan Jinlian in his arms, and closed the door behind him.

Asking Pan Jinlian to sit down, Ximenqing simply extinguished the oil lamp, leaving only a dim light of the lantern. Even if someone was peeping outside, he would not know who was inside the room.

"You separated the matter from us until Wu Dalang's death. Tell me from beginning to end, and don't let go of all the details." Ximen Qing asked calmly.

At this moment, one must start from the beginning to piece together all the details, so that Ximen Qing can grasp the overall situation and make decisions and appropriate actions.

Ximen Qing knows that the key is not the old fox Zhu Zhixian who collects black money, but the tiger-fighting hero Wu Song Wu Erlang!

There are a lot of rumors in Qinghe County about the deeds of himself and Pan Jinlian. After a few rumors, it may not be the truth for a long time.

Once Wu Song heard that his brother had died, he would definitely wander around the streets, asking for clues with a knife in his hand.In the novel, that's what Wu Song did, so Ximenqing won't give false hope. From now on, all actions must be cautious.

"All the details?" Pan Jinlian blushed a little, feeling that there were some things that were difficult to talk about. Wu Dalang didn't know if he was so drunk that he lost his mind and asked Brother Yun to "complete the mission"!

"All the details." Ximen Qing looked into Pan Jinlian's eyes very seriously: "This way I can... help you."

Looking at the extremely serious Ximen Qing, Pan Jinlian also began to calm down, recalling the situation at that time, and slowly told the story.

There was no interruption in the middle, Ximen Qing quietly listened to this wonderful story to the extreme, thought about it seriously, and then said to Pan Jinlian: "Wu Dalang, a birdman with a twisted mind, has more than enough to die for, Liu Niang, you Why be sad?"

"Ah?" Pan Jinlian didn't react for a while, Ximen Qing continued: "Fortunately, Liu Niang, you have learned some self-defense skills, otherwise..."

Pan Jinlian blamed herself for kicking too hard along the way, but only then did she wake up and understand what Ximen Qing meant.

At that critical moment, if I didn't have self-defense skills, and didn't have such a strong kick, I am afraid that my body has been humiliated, and Wu Dalang's mind has been twisted to the point of weirdness, so why should I blame myself?

"Since the night watch team has gone to check, you should not go back." Ximen Qing continued: "You will stay with me tonight, and I will handle the rest of the matter."

"Spend the night?" Pan Jinlian was dumbfounded. Could it be that Ximen Qing wanted her right now?

"Don't get me wrong." Ximen Qing saw Pan Jinlian's hesitation: "I'll arrange a room for you... No... The less people you get in touch with about this matter, the better."

"Come with me." Ximen Qing raised the lantern: "Tonight, you will live with my concubine Xue'er. One is to prevent the news from leaking out, and the other is to be afraid that you will be alone."

Pan Jinlian followed Ximen Qing's pace silently, and was very grateful for Ximen Qing's careful arrangement in her heart, seeing that she really misunderstood.

Ximen Qing led Pan Jinlian to the small building where Xue'er lived in the backyard, looked at the faint lights inside, and nodded: "Liu Niang, go in by yourself, I'm going to the study, and think about the next arrangement."

Pan Jinlian nodded silently. Since she was here, she could only wait for Ximen Qing's arrangement.

"Master, you are back!" Under the dim light, Xue'er turned her face, a little surprised: "You are... Sister Jinlian!"

The master is also true, why didn't he come by himself when he went out in the middle of the night, instead he stuffed a Pan Jinlian in?

Pan Jinlian nodded embarrassingly. This room was a hundred times better than the small building she lived in. I don't know what kind of spices it was smoked in. There was a faint fragrance, soft but not overbearing, which made Pan Jinlian feel at ease.

"You are sister Xue'er." Pan Jinlian walked to the bed, looked at Xue'er who was obviously several years younger than herself, and slowly sat down.

"Sister Jinlian, turn off the oil lamp and come to bed, let's have a good talk." Seeing that Pan Jinlian was still a little nervous, Xue Er said with a smile: "It's hot in the bed, come on!"

The oil lamp was lightly blown out, Pan Jinlian took off her coat and got into bed, it was really hot.

"Just now, is Ximen Qing lying in this quilt?" Pan Jinlian sniffed the scented quilt and suddenly thought in her heart.

Suddenly, a warm naked body entangled Pan Jinlian like an octopus: "Oh, my sister is so cold, Xue'er will cover you for you."

Pan Jinlian was a little surprised to see that Xue'er was completely naked: "Sister, why don't you wear any clothes?"

Xue'er replied with a smile: "It's comfortable to sleep without clothes, this is what the master said."

"Besides, isn't it convenient?" Xue'er leaned against Pan Jinlian's ear and whispered, "Master likes this tune the most, sister, you take it off too."

"What?" Pan Jinlian, who hadn't woken up yet, was already invaded by Xueer's claws.

The underwear was thrown out of the quilt by Xue Er, and Pan Jinlian desperately protected the last little bellyband on her body: "Sister, spare sister, leave one for sister."

"Then how can I do it?" Xue'er looked sly in the dark: "If you do it, you must be thorough."

While talking, Xueer stretched out her hand to touch Pan Jinlian's armpit, taking advantage of Pan Jinlian's tickle and relaxing for a while, Xueer's subordinates quickly took off the small bellyband, and hugged Pan Jinlian tightly.

"You little villain..." It was the first time for Pan Jinlian to sleep without clothes, and she was still hugging Xue Er who also slept without clothes. Soon, a strange feeling came to her heart...

"Sister, tell me, if the master knows that Xue'er has taken the lead, will he be angry?" Xue'er suddenly reached out and touched it: "Sister, yours is so big, Xue'er is very envious."

"This... what is it?" Pan Jinlian was hit by Xue'er's chest, and then she understood the meaning of Xue'er's words, and she couldn't help but feel a little hot on her face: "What's the first thing to do first, sister, don't talk nonsense .”

To be honest, Pan Jinlian's messy emotions disappeared at once when Xue'er made such a fuss, but she couldn't help but reach out and touch her back.

"Although you are small, your flexibility is not bad."

"Hee hee, it's better for my sister, I can't put it down." Xueer imitated Ximen Qing's way of touching and pinching gently.

"Oh, you're still pinching!" The quilt was not big at first, Pan Jinlian dodged and slid out of the quilt, immediately felt a little cold, Bai Jing's body trembled twice, and quickly slipped back in, counterattacking Xue'er Come...

If Ximen Qing knew what Pan Jinlian and Xueer were doing now, he would definitely regret his arrangement very much!But now he is frowning in the study, and found a piece of paper under the oil lamp to write and draw at will to help his thinking.

Ximen Qing reckoned that Wu Dalang's body had already been taken away, and he was waiting for the autopsy to be done early tomorrow morning, but with the current autopsy technology, what could be found?At most, "death due to trauma", anyway, the fragments on Wu Dalang's forehead are clearly visible.

As for the famous Song Ci, who has not yet been born, even if Song Ci can deduce that Wu Dalang rolled down the stairs, he still cannot prove how Wu Dalang fell down, let alone prove that Brother Yun was kicked by Pan Jinlian With one leg, Wu Dalang rolled down the stairs.

Wait, Brother Yun?